Grindin’

Lyrics

[Intro] AMB, grindin' A no limit person is never operating from deficiency or from lack [Verse 1: Bonez Dubb] Comin' up, out the mud and dirt Got me puttin' in a lot of fuckin' work The problem with the pain, how much it fuckin' hurt I was always eager to try to grow up and learn Wouldn't take it all back for not a nothing Gonna be hustling, till the death of me Ain't nobody gonna take away the breath of me, betting me Why they gotta be fucking sweating me But I'm 'boutta be showing them up and keepin' it movin', I must've shot Takin' their spot right at the top Better be bringin' everything that you got I'm lookin' at it all and I'm lookin' at the way AMB never gave up the fight Grindin' till we dead every night Stayin' on the grind, keep that shit in mind Talkin' shit up on my people, gonna be beat the fuck down lookin' up at me and my clique We gonna ride whether we die And I ain't even there, I'm a fucking pimp I am not the only one, I put them on respect And you ain't ever gonna see me in a box 'Cause I'm finna break out and I'm a killa no doubt And you know we ain't never gonna stop and we will never stop [Hook] Grindin', we be grindin', going hard from the jump Slangin' out the back of the trunk Stackin' 'em up, rollin' back let it dump Represent the axe like what We be grindin', tryna find a way, all on my soul I'm ridin' Tryna find a way, so, we can all be shinin' [Verse 2: Young Wicked] Bitch we don't play, I'm doper than a kilo yay Lookin like Al Pacino in Carlito's way I got all the ladies yellin híjole Three baby girls ima need more pay I think that I'm crazy like cee lo say Fuck with me you never be so brave Rock bottom I ain't never gonna see those days Gonna be grindin' for it, killin' 'em all they don't wanna rhyme no more If somebody hatin it they gonna find the door Move, all of the homies that workin' inside the world Only life you ain't got time no more, homie choose What you gon' be, work for that shit everyday like me Always keep it real, no fake ID, never wear a white tee drinking grape Hi-C And stay clean, ride for your family, pray for your enemies Pay 'em no mind, causin' calamity you'll never damage me I'm doin' fine, better than that All the homies got the logo on their sweater and hats We been grindin' ain't nobody doin better in fact While the haters wonderin' how I get the cheddar to stack I been grindin' [Hook] Grindin', we be grindin', going hard from the jump Slangin' out the back of the trunk Stackin' 'em up, rollin' back let it dump Represent the axe like what We be grindin', tryna find a way, all on my soul I'm ridin' Tryna find a way, so, we can all be shinin' [Verse 3: Young Wicked] Smoke, got visions in my head I be grinding till the fucking day I'm dead Dia de Los Muertos, celebrate the dead Put some on the flow and bang your fucking head [Hook] Grindin', we be grindin', going hard from the jump Slangin' out the back of the trunk Stackin' 'em up, rollin' back let it dump Represent the axe like what We be grindin', tryna find a way, all on my soul I'm ridin' Tryna find a way, so, we can all be shinin'